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Crosby Sands is where the Gormleys stand.
They stare out to sea slowly covered by the rising tides
encrusted and rusted they mark no channel
but iron-magnet draw people to them.
tide wide and mud footed they stand apart
drown’d on evry moon rise and it’s echo
who’s vanity is multiplied here?
the marker or the marked? Continue reading